JumpStart by Robb Armstrong for March 15, 2024

Dinnertime stage fright!

“Anybody here from Philadelphia?…Don’t forget to tip your waitress.”

Don’t forget to TRIP your waitress, either!

“But seriously, folks… I just flew in from Reno, and boy, are my arms tired!”

Read the (hungry) room, Jojo!

Jojo is finding out that rehearsal doesn’t help when the real event starts…

My old man used to do that to me when we all ate together.

“Rub-a-dub-dub, Thanks for the grub, Yayy — GOD!

Past the lips, over the gums, look out stomach – here it comes!

Nice shout-out to Robb Armstrong in the “Curtis” strip today!

A blessing is not open mic night, Jojo….

My late aunt was a nun. When she came home for the first time after ten years in Korea, my siblings and I had never met her. The family gathered at my grandmother’s house for Thanksgiving, and Marie said grace. She went on and on, with Nana saying amen every time she paused for breath. This was too much for hungry ten and eleven year old children, and my sister kicked me under the table. My mistake was retaliating. Marie stopped saying grace and launched into a lecture that only delayed the meal even longer. By the time we celebrated Christmas, I think Nana must have had a talk with my aunt. Grace for that dinner was short and sweet.

Let us be thankful for the food we are about to receive—-except for the okra; which is repulsive

When the food is on the table, I eat it. I don’t want my hot food to be cold. If someone wants to say any prayers, they can easily do so while others are eating.

Repeat strip, FYI. Since Marcy rehearsed him, can we consider that “volunteer” as a bit of exaggeration?

“You know, a funny thing happened to me on the way to the dinner table …”

Happy Ides of March!

My dad taught us the Boarding House Grace, “Good food, good meat, Good God, lets eat!”

There is an irreverent Scottish grace, “O Lord, wha blessed the loaves and fishes, Look doon upon these twa bit dishes. And tho’ the tatties be but sma’, Lord, mak’ them plenty for us a’. But if our stomachs they do fill, ‘Twill be another miracle.”

Good food, good meat, good dog, let’s eat.

So, I guy walks into a bar…..